Readers’ wildlife photos and videos

June 25, 2018 • 8:00 am

Reader Bruce Lyon, you may recall, is a professor of Ecology and Evolutionary Biology at the University of California at Santa Cruz. He provides not just photos but illustrated scientific tales, and here’s a good one about owls, which includes two of his videos. Bruce’s comments are indented.

Here are some images of Great Horned Owls (Bubo virginianus) that your readers might enjoy, given that owls are honorary cats on WEIT.  This pair of owls nests in a park in Santa Cruz California. They normally use a eucalyptus grove away from areas that are heavily visited by people. However, early this year they moved to a very heavily used area, roosting right beside a deck area that is used for viewing monarch butterflies. This deck is often visited by hundreds of people each day, including large and noisy groups of school kids, and the owls seemed completely indifferent to all of this.

My guess is that the owls moved to this location because they had their eyes on a Red-shouldered Hawk (Buteo lineatus) nest—owls do not build their own nests but rely on cavies or old nests from other birds like hawks and ravens. The owls visited the nest several times and I thought they were going to use it but the crows had other ideas. Crows eventually discovered the owls and began to mob the pair intensively in the evening and the owls gave up on using this area and went back to their traditional area. They nested there and recently fledged two chicks.

Before the crows came on the scene, the owls were very fun to watch. They would come off their roost while it was still light and then perch, hoot and greet each other a mere 20 feet from the viewing platform, often at eye level. I have not seen such cooperative and tame great horned owls before.

Below. Last November the students in my ornithology class and I watched red-shouldered hawks refurbishing their nest, so we knew the original owners of the nest the owls coveted. Here a hawk leaves after bringing in some branches. November seemed like an odd time of the year to be working on the nest.

Below: When the owls came off their roost site they often went to the same large branch, sometimes hiding in the ivy but sometimes staying out in the open. The male is on the left, the female on the right.
Below: This time they stayed out in the open. As with many raptors, the female (on the left) is larger than the male, but the male is a bit more colorful.

Below. The birds rarely came off the roost at the same time. Often when the second bird came off the roost it would join the other bird, and they would have a little greeting ceremony, as shown in the video below.

Below: Video of the female preening. Note how she cleans her talons—one wants to make sure that the weapons are maximally lethal! The audio is not great because the microphone (Rode) that I use for video does not work well (microphone adds a humming noise). Any suggestions from readers on a good microphone to use with a DSLR camera would be welcome.

Below: the male perches at eye level just a few feet off the ground.

Below: Hooting male—when he hooted, his white throat puffed out.

Below: More hooting:

Below: The male. As Monty Python said in their famous dead parrot skithe’s a lovely bird, lovely plumage.
Below: Male perched on top of a snag, hooting away!

Monday: Hili dialogue

June 25, 2018 • 7:00 am

Good morning to all readers, brothers and sisters, comrades, and all the ships at sea. The work week has begun again: it’s Monday, June 25, 2018: National Strawberry Parfait Day. It’s also National Catfish Day in the U.S.

Before we begin, let us have a look at this most awesome video tweet, courtesy of Matthew:

As for what happened  on June 25, a photograph was taken on this day in 1848, during the June Days uprising, that’s said to be the first instance of photojournalism. The explanation is in the caption.

The June Days uprising was an uprising staged by the workers of France from 23 June to 26 June 1848. It was in response to plans to close the National Workshops, created by the Second Republic in order to provide work and a source of income for the unemployed, albeit with pay just enough to survive. The National Guard, led by General Louis Eugène Cavaignac, was called out to quell the protests. Things did not go peacefully and over 10,000 people were either killed or injured, while 4,000 insurgents were deported to Algeria.

On this day in 1876, the Battle of the Little Bighorn (“Custer’s Last Stand”) took place in Montana Territory, with four tribes of Native Americans slaughtering nearly 300 members of the U.S. Cavalry.  On June 25, 1910, the U.S. Congress passed the Mann Act, prohibiting transport of women between states “for immoral purposes”. It would be used to prosecute many whom the government didn’t like, including the black boxer Jack Johnson. On that same day, Stravinsky’s ballet “The Firebird” opened in Paris, creating his reputation as a composer.

On this day in 1944, the very last strip of the wonderful comic Krazy Kat was published, exactly two months after its author George Herriman died. Matthew and I are both huge fans of Krazy Kat, and here is the last strip. Officer Pupp saves Krazy while Ignatz the Mouse looks on, but then Krazy finds a way to navigate the water.

On June 25, 1947, Anne Frank’s Diary, called The Diary of a Young Girl, was published. Exactly one year later, the Berlin Airlift began as a way to obviate the Soviet blockade of Berlin.  On this day in 1950, the Korean War began as the North invaded the South.  On June 15, 1975, Indira Gandhi declared “The Emergency” in India.  On this day in 1984, Prince released his famous album “Purple Rain”.  Finally, or so Wikipedia says, this day in 1987 was ” the last date until June 17th 2345 when the digits in dd/mm/yyyy format are all different.” That would be 25061987.

Notables born on  June 25 include Antoni Gaudí, one of the most creative architects of our time (1852; killed by a tram), Louis Mountbatten (1900), George Orwell (1903), June Lockhart (1925), Bert Hölldobler (1936), Carly Simon (1945), Sonia Sotomayor (1954), and Ricky Gervais (1961). Those who expired on this day include Mary Tudor, Queen of France (1533), George Armstrong Custer (1876; see above), painter Thomas Eakins (1916), Michel Foucault (1984), Jacques Cousteau (1997), and Farrah Fawcett and Michael Jackson (both 2009).

Here is Thomas Eakins, one of my favorite American painters, holding a cat (1895):

Meanwhile in Dobrzyn, Andzej is giving instruction to Hili:

A: What is the first principle of safety?
Hili: Look around.
In Polish:
Ja: Jaka jest pierwsza zasada bezpieczeństwa?
Hili: Rozglądaj się.

Tweets from Matthew. The first shows a weather microaggression:

Fake news, combined with typical Internet nastiness:

If you join the Facebook group Catspotting, you’ll see many of these:

https://twitter.com/junailenz/status/1009987168108937221

Yes, this was a real book.  “Loving correction” indeed!

This is in Cork, where Grania lives. How did this tropical mammal get there?

https://twitter.com/SeanCronin1973/status/1010437331512414209

No comment needed:

These ladies look happy to be producing the album: the second best Beatles album ever recorded:

Birds jumping the shark. Be sure to watch both videos:

And from Heather Hastie. I think I’ve posted this one before, but you can’t see it too often:

The footprints of my favorite flightless parrot (and the only flightless parrot):

Note that the donkey has a cross on its back. Heather says this:

This is a Jesus donkey. (I don’t know the proper breed name, or if all donkeys have crosses.) According to Christians, they didn’t have a cross on their backs before Jesus rode one into Jerusalem for the beginning of the events that would end in his crucifixion. Cute though.

https://twitter.com/AMAZlNGNATURE/status/1010253929978814464

Avian rebuff!

https://twitter.com/CUTEFUNNYANIMAL/status/1010203040073310209

An alert kitten!

https://twitter.com/EmrgencyKittens/status/1010327102418309120

 

Sunday: Duck report

June 24, 2018 • 2:15 pm

I was going to write another post today: about immigration, the Wall, and Andrew Sullivan, but I see people are busy crowing about Sarah Huckabee Sanders’s demonization, which makes another post superfluous, and also makes me disheartened.

Let’s talk instead about DUCKS! Here’s today’s report on Anas platyrhynchos in Botany pond.  First, a video from Friday taken by Anna. She was standing on the far side of the pond with the family, and I came walking out of the building. Anna claims (and I believe her, of course) that when Honey saw me, she perked up, and then so did the ducklings. In other words, before I had said a word or whistled, and before I even was close to the ducks, Honey recognized me from at least thirty yards away as The Feeder. Judge for yourself below; you can hear Anna talking to the camera.

I think this is true because when I came out in the dawn this morning with the food, and was at the same place, with the family at the place below, they immediately all piled into the water and headed toward their feeding spot. My ducks know me!

Early morning feeding yesterday, with the family roaming on the grass. That’s when I can give them corn. Look at the size of those ducklings!

Bathtime after noon feeding. For some reason the ducklings love to splash about in this shallow cement circle (you can see the ramp I built earlier, now submerged). Perhaps it’s because they can actually stand up in some parts of the “tub”:

There’s turtle action too, of course—if you can call it “action”—but the hard freeze apparently killed off all the koi (goldfish) that were there last year. But there are a gazillion turtles, and their place in the ecosystem is to clean up any uneaten duck food. (Anna, who’s soft on turtles, actually feeds them.) Bathtime with reptiles and their avian relatives:

Bathtime is my favorite time. Dabbling, cleaning, swimming underwater and popping up, and sometimes “zooming”, when all the ducks, without any apparent cause, swim as fast as they can across the pond.

And some portraits of Ms. Honey:

Mit Kind. The youngsters are starting to approach the appearance of Mom. I wish I could tell male from female ducklings. I’d like to have a goodly proportion of females this year.

 

Leftists gleeful after Sarah Huckabee Sanders was asked to leave a Virginia restaurant because she works for Trump

June 24, 2018 • 11:45 am

You can sense the palpable glee at HuffPo as they put this story up, as if it was just the perfect thing to do to Trump’s press secretary (click on screenshot):

Here’s the story if you haven’t yet heard it:

White House press secretary Sarah Huckabee Sanders was just sitting down to a farm-to-table meal at The Red Hen in Lexington, Virginia, Friday evening when, she said, the restaurant’s owner heard she was there ― and asked her to leave.

According to Sanders, who confirmed the story in a tweet after an image from the restaurant began circulating the internet, the restaurant owner objected to her work defending President Donald Trump, who has been under fire for an immigration policy widely decried as unnecessarily cruel.

“I politely left,” the press secretary said on Twitter.

“I always do my best to treat people, including those I disagree with, respectfully and will continue to do so,” she added.

The restaurant’s website appeared to crash Saturday as the story went viral, and phone calls by HuffPost could not make a connection.

Owner Stephanie Wilkinson told The Washington Post that one of the chefs had called her at home to tell her Sanders was sitting in the tiny restaurant, and that the staff had concerns. Wilkinson then drove over, huddled up with her staff and asked whether they would like Sanders to leave. They said yes.

“I’m not a huge fan of confrontation,” Wilkinson told the Post. “I have a business, and I want the business to thrive. This feels like the moment in our democracy when people have to make uncomfortable actions and decisions to uphold their morals.”

She said the town largely opposed Trump and noted that several of her employees are gay. In her official capacity, Sanders has defended a wide array of the president’s controversial comments and actions, including his stance on LGBTQ issues.

Wilkinson felt justified in her action because Sanders is a public official, not a regular customer with whose politics she disagreed.

. . . The owner said she and Sanders stepped outside, where Wilkinson explained that her establishment has “certain standards that I feel it has to uphold, such as honesty, and compassion and cooperation.”

I wonder how many customers in conservative Lexington, Virginia have been served at that restaurant who agree with Sanders, but aren’t public officials—or are even bigger bigots. Just because Sanders makes her views public—or rather, constantly defends Trump’s odious views—does she not have the right to have a meal in a restaurant without getting heaved out? How many customers who are dishonest or not compassionate have been served in that restaurant? How many bigots and Republicans have tucked into their fried chicken at The Red Hen? My guess is: a LOT.

Don’t get me wrong: I despise Sanders, whose job I see is to lie to the press and public, and defend an indefensible Presidency. And I wouldn’t invite her to my home. But if she wants a quiet meal in a restaurant without a ridiculous display of virtue signaling by the owners, is she not entitled to it? In fact, by kicking her out, I suspect Wilkinson violated the law. This is not a wedding-cake-baking case where the baker is asked to perform an act that violates his religious beliefs, though we can discuss that, too.

But we are supposed to be better than this. We are supposed to treat our opponents with civility and not humiliate them in public. I’m sorry, but this really is a case of Trump Derangement Syndrome, where people become irrational because our President is irrational.

And here are some of the other gleeful liberals who rejoiced in Sanders’s humiliation in comments at HuffPo:

 

 

 

 

The comments go on and on, nearly all of them like this. I am ashamed of my political compadres.  Even if you take issue with the government’s defense of the bakers who refused to make a cake for a gay wedding (and I now think that the law should not allow bakers to refuse this kind of service), Sanders had no part in that case. Her sole crime is working for Trump. That’s something that no person with any progressive feelings should do, but we can’t keep demonizing our enemies and rejoicing in their mistreatment. We all know where that will lead in a few years.

Trumpites and left-wing sufferers from TDS have now tried to comment pro and con on the restaurant’s Yelp page to the extent that it’s been put on hold and monitored. This is where we are as a country.

Here’s Marc Radazza’s response to other people’s glee, and I agree with it (he’s a First Amendment attorney who writes at the site Popehat). (h/t: Grania)

Yeah, I don’t want to hear you whining when a right-wing restaurant owner kicks Nancy Pelosi or Bernie Sanders out of their establishment because they favor more liberalized immigration or abortion laws! Can you imagine the furor that the Left would raise when the Right said, “These people deserve it because of their vile and immoral politics”?